album review
Norman Fucking Rockwell
Lana Del Rey’s vision has finally secured the critical apparatus it merits. The cinematic California melancholy she has cultivated reads not as indulgence but as architectonic precision; she wields her mythology of doomed romance rather than yielding to it. ‘The Greatest’ emerges as an elegy for the entire world.
what it left me with
To inhabit one’s own aesthetic fully, even the sorrowful and glamorous iteration, constitutes a form of power; and this power crystallizes only once that aesthetic becomes irrevocably, unmistakably yours.
this is one entry from a wandering list of films, books, shows and albums, kept by someone trying to live a slightly more deliberate life.
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